HOMELESS…TOGETHER
Marnie loved waking up to beds squeaking, feet shuffling quietly, voices whispering. She found comfort in the morning ritual.
As she wiped the sleep from her eyes, Marnie surveyed her family, a motley group of folks whose upended lives brought them together.
Under the same roof, individuals coalesced.
Working in harmony, beds were made, breakfast prepared, children dressed and readied for school.
Hopes high, the adults scattered in search of work to help sustain their loved ones and their community.
For little Marnie, homeless meant sharing. A small sacrifice, she felt, for the love bestowed by…her extended family.
hugmamma's MIND, BODY and SOUL 
Really beautiful, poignant. This really moved me.
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Thanks so much for the lovely comment. My mom worked for an orphanage when I was growing up. She laundered the clothes of the orphans and the nuns who cared for them. The orphans became good friends of mine. I have a special place in my heart for children who grew up without families.
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Wow. The back story is even more amazing! This sounds like a book, waiting to be written. 😉 Such incredible human interest themes and history. Thanks for sharing.
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Your lovely comment has moved me. Thank you so much for the encouraging words. They go a long way in motivating me to continue writing.
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Well, read my previous comment… I definitely think you should be motivated! Such a story, waiting for someone to give it life.
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I’ll give it serious thought. Thanks again!
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I love the thought you have here of Marnie’s that homeless means sharing. If we all treated it as such we maybe could eliminate this problem. Great story!
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Volunteering to make something and help serve it along with other homemade goodies at our local community center was an eye opener. Those who stop in not only welcome the homecooked meal, but also the conversation and camaraderie. My husband, daughter, and I agreed that we’d learned something from these folks…without all the material trappings, they have only themselves to offer. Rather humbling…
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How inspirational. Thank you for sharing that with me. We all get so tied in the material we forget almost what it’s like just to converse with each other! It can definitely be a trap where you feel stuck, working just to support it all. Then what is the point of having all that stuff?
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So true. What’s the point? Is it security? Is it legacy…that we did live? Is it one-ups-manship? We’ll never know for sure…we’ll just continue to accumulate.
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You made it!
It’s lovely to see you here at last. I really enjoyed your touching story and the photos you posted with it.
Take care
Dee
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I’m so glad I persevered and finally joined this great group of writers. Very nice folks who inspire me to write. hugs for the warm welcome… 🙂
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Very tender.. sad that volunteering is needed, good that it is done… welll written.
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Thank you. Very nice of you to leave such encouraging words. Thank you…
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Great piece of writing.
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Wow! Thanks for the accolade. I’m really touched. I’m still finding my way into the world of writers. I think my writing is fine, but that’s just me. So, thanks…a lot. 🙂
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An uplifting story, thank you.
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Uplifting. Something we all need more of these days.
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🙂
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hugs…
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It’s so much fun to see people I know from other internet venues showing up here. Good for your family for volunteering. I think if everyone chose something about which they were passionate and put themselves into it, we’d be much better off. Our church supports a ministry for the homeless and less fortunate, too. Since we’re fairly new (I’ve just gotten permanently moved in the last few months), I don’t know all the ministries and am waiting to see what besides praise team will be the area I move into.
janet
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Good for you for jumping right into volunteering. It does take a little bit to figure out what fits you best. It took us a little while to find the community center meals. It hadn’t been widely publicized. At the moment we’re looking for another venture since there are so many now involved with serving at the center. All the best to you as you settle in… 🙂
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We need more Marnies in the world.
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Truthfully…I wish there were no Marnies or homeless in the world. Perhaps we should all have a little Marnie in us. hugs for the comment.
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I just meant in terms of her personality and willingness to help anyone and everyone regardless of who they are and what their situation is. Ideally there wouldn’t be this kind of need for the Marnies of the world, but there will always be a need in one way or another.
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You’re so right…there’ll always be this need. Seems the way of the world…and humankind.
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Dear Millie,
I enjoyed this very real story and the pictures you posted with it.
shalom,
Rochelle
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Homelessness is very real in today’s current economic climate. My family and I try to do what we can to make it easier for the less fortunate. hugs for your comment, Rochelle.
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Dear Hugmamma,
What a touching, timely story. We’re going to have to hang on to the values of old if we’re to get through the tough times of the future. Well written.
Aloha,
Doug
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Thanks for the kind words. And I agree…our values should anchor us during our current national and global struggles.
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Beautiful.
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hugs for your comment. 🙂
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Nicely done. I worked in shelters (domestic violence) for years and always found it more a community than people think. It’s not the institutionalized setting most people visualize. Most shelters are actually very homey.
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I agree. My husband had volunteered at a shelter where he and another man from our church stayed overnight. They oversaw the comings and goings. In the morning they helped prepare breakfast, clean up, and so on. My husband found it enlightening and rewarding. Recently we have helped serve meals we and others have prepared to feed whomever shows up at the community center. Those who stop by for food and conversation are folks like the rest of us, whether they’re seniors on fixed incomes, struggling young families, teens on their own, or those with or without shelter in need of a meal. My husband, daughter and I feel blest to touch their lives.
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